“One day, I saw this dazzling darkness, and it devoured me. Then, I no longer existed.

We often tend to dream, expect, and imagine the things we wished we had. Dreaming is a catalyst for a better future. However, I see dreams in two different ways. One being that dreams give off a sense of motivation and the other that dreams create a sense of delusion within. As humans, our dreams block us from seeing the things that are right in front of us. Although dreams are meant to keep us alive, they also make us forget our existence and our purpose. In the end, our lack of awareness of our surroundings can drive us to forget who we really are.

The project, Dream, is a short film that is created based on a visual poem, “Lonely Wintry Moon,” which I wrote portraying myself losing my existence to follow this invisible dream.”

Dream.

Life is like a warm breeze that carries the redolent of spring, the colors that transmute the sky from dusk till dawn. Like a little chaste sprout that just pushed out the ground dauntlessly. A small water drop that just landed on a wild flower to tell its story from a long itinerary But I’m an indigent goldfish that is floundering helplessly in this tiny bowl enveloped by hollow plastic plants and just gazing at this beautiful world; a xanadu I can’t be a part of it.

I am a puddle on the street that reflects the blue sky and makes graceful ebb and flow of waves coalesced with the spring breeze.

but I’m merely a deserted puddle wandering aimlessly. Then a bleak, lonely wintry moon devoured my life. The life of warmth, beauty, love, and passion departed. Then, time stopped, everything lost its colors. It froze my heart and only the whiteness lingered in silence with me.

“CONTACT” is a Cinematic Poem Animated Short Film Written And Directed By Alessandro Novelli.

Written, Animated and Directed by: Alessandro Novelli

For every yes,There were a thousand no’s.And, so while we were even asleep,We sent our dreams to other planets, And on to other stars.We were looking for a god, all the While incapable of finding our way.

“Video poem made in a abandoned wool factory in Portugal for the museum of Guarda by Pat van Boeckel and Peter van der Pol.”

“Build Me A Cottage” by Fernando Pessoa

Build me a cottage deepIn a forest, a simple, silent home, Like a breath in a sleep,Where all wish may be never to roamAnd a pleasure all smallness may keep. A palace high then build,With confusion of lights and of rooms, A strange sense to yield,Whither my desire from the cottage’s gloomsMay go, to return, unfulfilled. Then dig me a grave,That what cottage nor palace can give I at length may have,That the weariness of all ways to liveMay cease like the last of a wave.

“Nessun Dorma” is a Cinematic Visual Poem Infrared Time-Lapse Short Film in Spain By Txema Ortiz.

Filmed, Edited and Directed by: Txema Ortiz

Music Arrangement and Direction by: Martin Zalba and Jody Jenkins

“A project made in 4 months recorded in different locations of the geography of Navarra.
I wanted to reflect different environments changing the color tone in each scene, after making the white balance, thus generating a very different environment, dark, inospito and inert, heavenly, ….. trying to find the beauty of still life. A trip through different spaces through doors trying to awaken sensations. A walk of the soul.”

“Poetic License: Where are the African Gods?
Lyricist Abbey Lincoln’s words are brought to life in this meditative portrait of black masculinity.

A moving recording of the late writer and renowned jazz singer Abbey Lincoln is captured in this new film from Brooklyn-born director Rodney Passé, who has previously worked with powerhouse music video director Kahlil Joseph. Reading from her own works, Lincoln’s voice sets the tone for a film that explores the African American experience through fathers and their sons.”

“The film movingly captures moments from the perspective of African American men and their sons”
“Abbey Lincoln’s poem is a chilling reminder of black society’s struggle with self-image,” explains Passé. Speaking of the film’s experiment with spoken-word and music, the filmmaker continues: “The arrangement is heart-felt, capturing moments from the perspective of African American men and their sons, while celebrating the essence of black culture and honouring its significance in today’s society.”

Where are the African Gods?Did they leave us on ourJourney over here?

Where are the African Gods?Will we know themWhen they suddenly appear?The ones dismissed with voodoo,Rock and roll, and all that jazz.And jungle mumbo jumbo.And razzmatazz.

Where are the African GodsWho live within the skin, Without the skin,And in the skin again.

Where are the African Gods?Do they hide among the shadowsWhile we stumble on the way?Or did they go with heavenTo prepare another day?Where are the African Gods Who’ll save us from this misery and shame?

Where are the African Gods?Where are the African Gods?Where are the African Gods?Where are the African Gods?

Will we find them while We pray in Jesus’ name?Where are the African GodsWho live, and set us free?We are the African Gods.You and Me.

“Blanes Breath” is a Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed By Alex Soloviev.

Filmed, Edited and Directed by: Alex Soloviev

Music by: A Taylor
Narrated by: Tom O’Bedlam

“There are special places when you arrive there, you feel like you’re at home. I was in one. A small town in Spain, Blanes. Quiet and cozy in the off-season when there’re no packs of tourists on a big buses. This is more personal video. There is no many complicated transitions and shots, but rather attempt to convey the feeling of coziness of this place.”

“Time In Eternity” by Tom Merrill

When you were as an angel in my arms,Had laid your bare head just below my chin,Your length pressed up to mine, entrusting charmsMy whole youth’s starward longing could not win;With still the murmur of your love in me,Miracle-tones of all my lifelong hope,I wished that there might start eternityAnd seal forever that sweet envelope;

And as it did, my thoughts are now for youAs every star is blotted by the sun,And so the sun itselfHas perished too,And with it, every dream of mineBut one.

“For The Light And Darkness is a visual story loosely inspired by the ancient Manichean idea of a primeval conflict between the spiritual world of light and material world of darkness.

“Manichaeism taught an elaborate dualistic cosmology describing the struggle between a good, spiritual world of light, and an evil, material world of darkness. Through an ongoing process that takes place in human history, light is gradually removed from the world of matter and returned to the world of light, whence it came. Its beliefs were based on local Mesopotamian gnostic and religious movements. [Wikipedia]”

In director’s perspective, all events of the world are part of the eternal cycle of changes between powers of light and darkness. The primary visual layer depicts main characters – an ethereal dancer (Light) and a mighty shaman (Darkness) as they trade the powers. The secondary layer features powerful and rich symbolic imagery to illustrate the transitions of power.”

the flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break vases against the walls and the men drink too much and nobody finds the one but keep looking crawling in and out of beds. flesh covers the bone and the flesh searches for more than flesh.

there’s no chance at all: we are all trapped by a singular fate.

nobody ever finds the one.

the city dumps fill the junkyards fill the madhouses fill the hospitals fill the graveyards fill

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An Important Emerging Creative Short Film Genre.

"...underneath the young gray dawn,
a multitude of dense, white fleecy clouds,
were wandering in thick flocks along the mountains,
shepherded by the slow, unwilling wind." From "Prometheus Unbound" by Percy Bysshe Shelley